20 88%\u00a0 27%\u00a0 0mph WSW bar29.87 windchill20\u00a0 Winter<\/p>\n
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Day is done; gone the sun.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The time before bed has a peculiar poignancy.\u00a0 We lay down the work of this day, set it aside for a period of sleep.\u00a0 We give up our apparent agency in the waking world for a sleeping world in which we seem to become passive participants in jagged scenes made up of pieces of daily life intermingled with invented plot lines and sometimes extreme emotion.<\/p>\n
The dream world has always fascinated me and I’ve gone through parts of my life where I kept nightly dream journals.\u00a0 Sometimes I would work with these dreams with a Jungian analyst.\u00a0 Other times I worked with them on my own in a journal keeping process I learned in workshops designed by Ira Progroff, an American Jungian who believed in self-directed forms of analysis and self-care.<\/p>\n
A couple of years ago\u00a0I participated for a full year in the Jungian Seminar, an intense Saturday long class that runs during the academic year.\u00a0 It is taught by Jungian analysts for the most part and can serve as part of certification for Jungian analysts in training.\u00a0 A wonderful, rich time, one I gave up when I took up the docent training program as too much, for me a lot like too much chocolate cake.\u00a0 We worked on dreams a lot.<\/p>\n
In spite of my project manager I try to keep the activities of the day confined to that day.\u00a0 I’m not always successful, like early this morning, but I try to resolve differences of opinion or strong feeling before bedtime if it is at all possible.\u00a0 We never have more than this day, this hour, this minute, this moment. Ever.\u00a0 Hard to keep that up front, but I try.<\/p>\n
Good night, and as Edward R. Murrow used to say, good luck.<\/p>\n
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